Through centuries

[Chorus: Female Vocal] Through centuries and winds, through mists and shining light, We keep the call that guides us true, that echoes day and night. The scholars, poets, masters — they’re our beacon, strong and bright, In every word, in every deed, Rus’ eternal spirit takes flight. Through tales and songs, the grass’s hush, the bells that ring so clear, We carry through the ages onward this unbroken light so dear. It’s more than dream — it’s living truth, it flows within our blood and bone, Faith and kindness, pure and strong — our shield, our armor, all our own. [Verse 1: Male Rap] Here Pushkin writes of love beside the river’s ancient shore, And Mendeleev maps the world, unlocks the doors we’ve never seen before. Tolstoy whispers of war and peace, a freedom worth the fight, And every genius, every verse, cuts through the darkest winds with light. Dostoevsky wakes our conscience deep, his words hit hard and true, And in each line, the truth of life — the Russian soul comes shining through. [Chorus: Female Vocal] Through centuries and winds, through mists and shining light, We keep the call that guides us true, that echoes day and night. The scholars, poets, masters — they’re our beacon, strong and bright, In every word, in every deed, Rus’ eternal spirit takes flight. Through tales and songs, the grass’s hush, the bells that ring so clear, We carry through the ages onward this unbroken light so dear. It’s more than dream — it’s living truth, it flows within our blood and bone, Faith and kindness, pure and strong — our shield, our armor, all our own. [Verse 2: Male Rap] “The smoke of Fatherland is sweet” — the poet’s truth we hold so dear, That smoke, that light, has lived inside us since our earliest years. For ages Rus’ has birthed the ones who saw beyond the haze and gloom, Whose words and work, like beacons bright, cut through the storm and deepest doom. The fairy tales they whisper hope, the magic lives in every place, And songs rise up above the fields, like morning star’s unending grace. [Chorus: Female Vocal] Through centuries and winds, through mists and shining light, We keep the call that guides us true, that echoes day and night. The scholars, poets, masters — they’re our beacon, strong and bright, In every word, in every deed, Rus’ eternal spirit takes flight. Through tales and songs, the grass’s hush, the bells that ring so clear, We carry through the ages onward this unbroken light so dear. It’s more than dream — it’s living truth, it flows within our blood and bone, Faith and kindness, pure and strong — our shield, our armor, all our own. [Outro: Both Vocals, Male Lead, Female Harmony] Let years go by, we’ll keep this vow, this truth we’ll never lose, Rus’ is the heart, Rus’ is the light — it will forever shine through.